There comes a point in your life where you are just pissed as hell. Pissed with family and friends who seemingly forget the politeness. Pissed with work and coworkers who take advantage of you, manipulate you into more work, and the ever present HereandNow public. Today is one of those days.

I've just finished an hour of Yogapilates, and I am not relaxed; I am STILL pissed as hell. I cannot get Annie Oakley to return any of my calls, so I guess I'm persona nongrata. Well screw that noise. I will not be sucked into this pissing match with her and her mother. Her mother, by the way, is ready to disinherit her. I don't know what to say. At this point I'm ready to bitch slap both of them. I've been threw this already, so I guess Silence is Golden. But when you stop and think, is this unable to respond or unwilling to respond? you start to think: why the fuck am I involved here? Screw it.

The last two days have been horrible, I don't know how to continue. I'm tired.